The Scarecrow of Oz by L. Frank (Lyman Frank) Baum
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however, and this morning I plunged into the pool, as
far down as I could go, and then swam as hard and as far as I could. The rocks scraped my back, now and then, and I barely escaped the clutches of an ugly sea- monster; but by and by I came to the surface to catch my breath, and found myself here. That's the whole story, and as I see you have something to eat I entreat you to give me a share of it. The truth is, I'm half starved." With these words the Ork squatted down beside them. Very reluctantly Cap'n Bill drew another biscuit from his pocket and held it out. The Ork promptly seized it in one of its front claws and began to nibble the biscuit in much the same manner a parrot might have done. "We haven't much grub," said the sailor-man, "but we're willin' to share it with a comrade in distress." "That's right," returned the Ork, cocking its head sidewise in a cheerful manner, and then for a few minutes there was silence while they all ate of the biscuits. After a while Trot said: "I've never seen or heard of an Ork before. Are there many of you?" "We are rather few and exclusive, I believe," was the reply. "In the country where I was born we are the |
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